My beloved wife

Chapter 99 She Had A Really Bad Alcohol Personality

Rita tried not to let Nora notice it that she was stimulated by pain when she was still not drunk to the pulp. Every time she almost passed out, she pinched the inner part of her thigh. The piece of skin was the most painful place and also had the most irritating nerve.

She pinched herself again and again. Soon, some blood marks were left on her white, delicate thighs. Her eyes were full of tears, and her mind was in a mess. Nora was unable to hold on when she was pouring the wine into her mouth. She couldn't stand it anymore so she spit it out.

With one hand on the table and the eyes staring at her coldly, Rita said, "You lost, Nora."

Nora vomited all over the table and the stinky smell filled the air. Nina stumbled back from the bathroom. When she saw the full table of bottles, she was shocked. "Riri!" This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Rita couldn't hold on any more. If it wasn't for her strong will, she would have died for thousand times.

When Nina saw the terrible situation, she gave a heavy slap on Frank and woke him up. "Hey!"

Frank rubbed his eyes and was almost scared to death by the scene that Nora was half dead and weak on the ground, muttering, "What the hell is happening here?"

"Miss. Nora! Miss Nora!" Yvonne dragged Nora and called her security immediately.

Rita was so uncomfortable that she couldn't say a word. She ran to the washroom and vomited.

Nina hurried to follow her. Rita seemed to have vomited so badly.

"Rita, did you drink so much with Nora?" Nina couldn't believe that Rita, who seldom drank, should defeat Nora to the ground by drinking!

"Nina, I feel very uncomfortable now..."

"Let me send you back!" When they walked out of the washroom arm in arm, Rita covered her stomach and was afraid that she had a terrible stomachache. Nina asked, "Do you need to go to the hospital?"

"I'm okay."

Nora was carried out by her bodyguards, and Rita fell on the sofa when she came back to the room.

Seeing this, Frank scratched his head, and said with shock, "Oh, my God. You two women drank so much? Do you want to die?"

"Oh, save it!" Displeased, Nina continued, "If you weren't asleep, there wouldn't be so much trouble!"

"You didn't fall asleep, did you? Why don't you take care of her? I just called Aaron. He's on his way here." Frank answered.

"Riri, are you not feeling good now?" Nina saw her curling up in a corner, with her hands covering her stomach, and her whole body full of the smell of alcohol, and her tears running. She was both distressed and angry. "Damn it! The bitch Nora! Why do you keep getting Riri in trouble?"

Nina immediately asked the waiter to bring her the milk.

Before Rita drunk too much of the milk, Mr. Aaron arrived here!

Aaron blew in like a gust of wind. Rita was scared to almost drop the milk from her hand.

"What happened?" Seeing his wife fell on the sofa, drunk, Aaron was so angry that he shouted at Frank.

Knowing that Aaron was going to get mad, Frank raised his hand in surrender at once. "I swear that I have drunk too much just now. I don't know anything!"

Hearing that, Aaron was so angry that he almost hit him. Now he had no time to quarrel with Frank. He carried Rita up from the sofa and walked out.

Nina was intending to follow. Frank pulled her arm and consoled, "Don't worry. Mr. Aaron is with her. Nothing will happen."

"It's all your fault. Who let you drink too much and fall asleep?" Watching Rita being taken away by Aaron, Nina scratched her hair and said, "I'm done. You have no idea about Riri once she get drunk... She does have a really bad alcohol personality."

"What will she do if she gets drunk?" Asked Frank, when he saw Nina took a deep breath.

What would happen? The consequence was terrible.

Aaron left the restaurant with Rita in his arms and they arrived at the parking lot. Aaron drove her home.

The car was full of the smell of alcohol, which made her uncomfortable as she smelt it. Looking at her face, Aaron could not believe how much she had drunk.

Remembering the scene he saw just now with bottles of wine on the table, Aaron sped up quickly to take her home.

Being drunk, Rita almost lost her consciousness. Her body was as dirty and soft as mud. Aaron stopped the car and was ready to take her down, but then he was pushed away by her. "Don't touch me!"

"Honey, it's me." Seeing her in a not sober status, he lowered his voice. "It's me."

When the alcohol eased her spirit, her consciousness became a little confused. She opened her eyes and saw the face of Aaron. Suddenly, she smiled like a child and said, "Oh, it's you, Aaron."

It occurred to him the day when they first met each other. On that day, Rita was also very drunk. That night, she was in a really good mood.

The thought made Aaron keep swallowing.